Before The Struggle

I Wish That I Could Go Back To The Days That It Wasn't So Rough
When I Never Had To Think about Death...Or Stayin Out Of Handcuffs
When A Fight Was A Fight...Than It Was Over
Now When Beef Starts...Your Forever Lookin Over Your Shoulder
And Cold Is What The Streets Have Gotten
Because These Streets are Plotting Often While They Watchin...Forcin Me To Feel More Pain Than Belly Floppin
Hip-Hop Was The Best Thing That A Kid Could Do To Stay Out Of Trouble
Now You Win A Battle...And They Try To Rush You
Before...You Never Had To Think About Your Boy Thats Locked
Or Some Random Female That You Slept With...Talkin About She's Knocked Up
Or Cop Punks Who Pull You Over...Just For The Fuck Of It
Or Dumb Punks...Who Are Pointin Guns At You And Bustin Them
Or Get Caught Up In A Drug Bust...When Your Not Even Dealin
Your At The Right Place...At The Wrong Time...Thinkin Of Record Sales...Chillin
I've Had This "Never Fail" Feelin Since Before The Struggle
I'll Prevail Because I'm Willin To Be More...And BUST Through
Before The Struggle...Life Was So Simple
Not A Care In The World...Easy To Live Through
It Ain't Easy Anymore...But Don't Stop
Give Them Everything You Got...Until You Reach The Top
So Now It's Stressful Days...Filled With Headaches...And Sweatty Palms
Friends And Foes Are Mixed...But Cross Me...We Can Get It On!
You Can Get It Raw...These Blocks Have Went From Hot...To Scorchin
They Kill For Fame And Fortune...I Feel This Pain...And Often
I Hear Screams In The Night
I Make It Through...And Break Your Crew...Forget The Dark...I Can Gleam In The Light
I'm Mean On The Mic...So Now I'm The Target...Come An Get Me
Whether You Love Me...Or Hate Me...It Will Never Effect Me
You've Gotta Respect Me...Instead...You Envy Me
You've Changed...I Used To Speak Raps...And See Hands Extend To Me
Dead That...The Struggle Goes On...Drug Users...And Thug Losers
With No Future...Quick Fix And Fast Cash Doers
It's So Hard To Keep Movin
Sometimes...Reality Gots Me So Drunk...That I'm On Both Knees...Pukin
Car Thieves...Pick Pockets...And Drive By's
Hard G's...Bitch Cop Kids...And Wise Guys
Before The Struggle...Life Was So Simple
Not A Care In The World...Easy To Live Through
It Ain't Easy Anymore...But Don't Stop
Give Them Everything You Got...Until You Reach The Top
So Now I'm Back To Dreamin Of The Days When It Was Easy
Feelin That Ink Is My Escape...Even If Briefly...When The Whether's Gettin Breezy
Alot Of things Have Changed...Gotta Find A Way To Beat The Game
Fuck The Hate...It Won't Stop Me From Speakin My Brain
It's Like The Sun Don't Shine No More
Fist Fights...In Cold Nights...You Just Might Die In A Brawl
That's Why I'm Fightin For More...On The Block...Or With The Mic In My Palm
Juni Bonds Stays Strong...Beacuse I'd Rather Rise Than Fall
And I Stand Tall...You Can Never Take Me Down
I Slay These Clowns...That Keep Bringin That Fake...Cheap Sound
You Hate Me Now...But Before...Love Was Love
And Now It's Turned Into Jealousy...Enough Is Enough
Now At Days...You Can't Walk Down The Street...Without Gettin Jumped
You Can't Even Talk To A Female...Without Some Chump Actin Tough
Sometimes I Think That The Streets Are Too Much To Handle
But Then...I Think Of My Family...I Won't Lose This Battle!!!
Before The Struggle...Life Was So Simple
Not A Care In The World...Easy To Live Through
It Ain't Easy Anymore...But Don't Stop
Give Them Everthing You Got...Until You Reach The Top!!!


The One and Only...Juni Bonds of Street Symphony